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I can feel it coming in ofer der mud of der streets and das ice in der river. Soon will dere be bicnics in der islands, mit kegs of beer under der trees." "Say," said Mr. McQuirk, setting his hat on one side, "is everybody kiddin' me about gentle Spring? There ain't any more spring in the air than there is in a horsehair sofa in a Second Avenue furnished room.
It's tvelve mile ofer to his place, ma'am, and he ain't got but one dog." She could not quite understand what the latter fact signified. What mattered it how many dogs he had? She was going to ask for further explanation when the door opened and the young woman who had peeped at her came in. She was heavily garbed in wool and fur. As she cast a glance at Madge she bit her lips.
"Ha, ha! where have I been?" cried Pumpkin. "Where haven't I been you had better ask. I've been everywhere among the soldiers and the boomers and the Indians." He stopped short. "Where is Pawnee Brown?" "Ofer py Clemmer's vagon. But he ton't vont ter pother mit you now." "He will bother with me," and so speaking Pumpkin ran off, to reach the great scout's side and pluck him by the coat sleeve.
"You come ofer to my house since Ennis he no coming. Dese clothes is from my ole vomans. Mebbe ye look like like de dooce in dem, but dat's better as to freeze to death. An you vants a big breakfass so you goes vid me along. Hey dere! Joe! If Ennis he come you tell him come ofer to me, ye hear?" A few minutes later Madge was trudging over the beaten snow by the side of her huge companion.
And at noon, way over in Hoboken, Marsh had overheard a German docker say to the man eating lunch beside him, "I hear dot tamn fool anarchist Marsh is raising hell ofer dere in New York." "But I wasn't raising hell," he drawled. "I was over here studying literature."
How large a balance I could draw against I had not the faintest idea. Possibly this was a trap to throw me into jail as a common swindler attempting to pass worthless checks. But there was no time to hesitate. I drew a check for the amount, signed Henry Wilton's name, and tossed it over to Bockstein. "All ridt," said the senior partner. "Zhust talk it ofer vit Misder Eppner. He goes on der floor."
"My Nellie?" yelled Rasco. "Dot's it, Rasco. Ain't it awful! Dot Irish vomans seen dot Indian mit dot girl in his arms, flying der trail ofer like a biece of baber pefore a cyclone alretty!" "Humpendinck, are you telling the truth?" "I vos tole you vot dot Irish vomans tole me. Mike Delaney und dree udder mans vos lookin' for you."
It was pleasant to be among people again, to hear a voice that was not the gruff speech of Stefan, given out in a powerful bass. "More as two months ve traipse all ofer," volunteered the latter. "Ye-es, Miss Sophy, ma'am, ve vork youst like niggers. Und it's only ven ve gets back real handy here, by de pig Falls, dat ve strike someting vhat look mighty good. Hugo here he build a good log-shack.
Here, Yoe, and you, Yulia, come ofer an' talk to de leddy! Dem's our children, ma'am, and de baby in de grib." Madge was glad to greet the rosy, round-cheeked children, who advanced timidly towards her and stared at her out of big blue eyes. Hesitatingly she took the seat Stefan had indicated with a big thumb, and suddenly a ravenous hunger came upon her.
He shall print him, den million copies, send him de vorlt ofer, in all der lankviches, to all der peoples. Dink uf dot! You shall be great Anarchist as I. Ve go down mit fame togedder!" He paused for Mr. O'Royster's reply, trembling with fanatical excitement. The reply was somewhat slow in coming. Mr. O'Royster, when his companion began to talk, had leaned his head on his arm and closed his eyes.
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